They saw the comer, and the comer saw them.

"Young master, the matter is done." Ishara shouted as she walked away.

Such a sentence falls on the ears of different people, with different meanings and reactions.

The little cub who followed him all the way was scattered, the young master of Isara? Isn't that ......

"Hahaha!" Cheng Xiaotian laughed loudly, lifted his hood, took off his glasses, revealed his unique black eyes and black hair, and strode up to meet him!

"Lord Xiaotian!" Byron was startled and blurted out.

"Huh? Is there something wrong? Cheng Xiaotian turned his head and asked with a smile.

Byron and the old goblin glanced at each other, and hurriedly said, "Lord Lord, I suddenly remembered that there was something at home, so I won't send ......."

With that, the two turned and ran, and the large group of them dispersed.

Hernandez smiled and shook his head: "Viscount Cheng Xiaotian, you lord, don't seem to be very popular with the people?"

Cheng Xiaotian glanced at him angrily, turned to the little cub who followed him all the way, and his face became gloomy. I have to say that his eyes are very lethal, and the little cub only felt a "boom" in his head and cried again......

"Go back, please, go back quickly......" The little cub muttered helplessly, begging all the gods in his heart.

I don't know which pillar of incense burned the right way, but his wolf rider suddenly circled, turned around and ran back.

"Did you run away?" Cheng Xiaotian's gloomy words came from behind him, and the little cub was horrified, and he desperately slapped the wolf under him with his hand, not daring to look back at all.

At the same time......

"Run, run!" Kundura yelled, turned and ran.

He put a Kierrog Eye on the little cub, and through this demonic eye, he could see the scene clearly. At this time, even a fool can guess that the sweet water well is also reversed! They are in cahoots with the gangsters in Mochizuki Village, and they must be ambushing in the town, and when they are sent to the door, they will kill all these people mercilessly!

"I knew there were ghosts in there!" Kundula was so angry that he immediately decided to immediately take his troops back to Hammer Town, how fast and how fast he ran, as for Samsong's military order? To hell with it!

It has to be said that his decision was very wise, and in the end, they not only escaped smoothly, but the whole army was unscathed, and after returning, they also received the only commendation for this operation. Oh...... There are still wounded, and the old waist was accidentally flashed on the Kundula Road, and this loss is not small!

"Young Master, do you want me to keep him?" Outside Sweet Water Well, Ishara looked at the panicked cub and opened her bow again.

"No, let's go to the Valley of Bella." Cheng Xiaotian jumped into the carriage and signaled to leave quickly.

This trip to the sweet water well, without a fight, but he was physically and mentally exhausted, and now he just wants to meet the villagers immediately, no matter how hard it is. Only by being with them can you really relax.

Ishara didn't want to kill too much, so she retracted her bow and arrows and prepared to drive the carriage westward. At this moment, there was a string of brisk horses' hooves behind them, and everyone looked back, only to see that Mr. Knight of the Holy Light had returned to his original attire, riding his snow-white war horse, and chased after him in high spirits.

"My lord, my mission has been successfully accomplished, and I have come to bid you farewell." Hernandez sat up and gave a knightly salute and said with a smile. He has traveled a lot of places this time, and he has not gained much, but he does not want to, and this last stop gave him a great surprise.

He witnessed the rebirth of the Fallen Star Knights, and saw the miraculous rise of Cheng Xiaotian, the "Waste Lord", as well as Dawson, Isara, Youyou, and so on. With these capable people with lofty ideals, no matter how weak Mochizuki Village is now, he firmly believes that this spark will burn brightly!

"Can't you stay?" Cheng Xiaotian lay on the grain bag and asked lazily.

Hernandez's smile stiffened, and he said earnestly: "Lord Viscount, being able to walk with you for a period of time is the biggest shining point in my life, but in troubled times, no one can stop, we all have our own things to do, and we have our own ways to go."

"Then let's talk about hair!" Cheng Xiaotian muttered dissatisfiedly, and simply turned around and lay on his side, not looking at him.

"Hahahaha!" Hernandez laughed loudly, not caring at all, and said after laughing: "The road ahead is bumpy, how precious you are, say goodbye today, and look forward to meeting again in the future!"

After roaring loudly, Hernandez did not hesitate, turned the horse's head, and the warhorse man stood up, neighed, spread his hooves and ran wildly, and rushed into the vast grassland. The sky is vast, the wilderness is vast, and under the dim sky, the lonely knight behaves like the wind, and the war horse is as vigorous as a dragon!

"My lord, Mr. Knight is gone." Youyou patted Cheng Xiaotian and watched Hernandez leave, his left face full of reluctance.

Cheng Xiaotian was silent, only sighed softly, and snored loudly from time to time.

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Lear is in a terrible mood right now, and he has never had it in his life, which is understandable, because he has never been beaten so badly. Now he has a black green left eye like a panda, and the bridge of his nose is crooked to the side, and the most unacceptable thing for him is that his pair of fangs has also been broken, what a beautiful pair of fangs! Ruined ......

These injuries were not inflicted in battle, and the fact that he had become a prisoner by the time he was beaten made him even more grieved.

Prisoners were usually interrogated, and this time was no exception, and in order to convince the old man that there was no malice on the part of each other, he would reveal the purpose of the ambush and the confession. The conscience of heaven and earth, what he said is absolutely true, but what he ushered in was not understanding, but a violent beating! No...... It's a beating!

That one-armed old man's heart is too poisonous, with such a beautiful pair of fangs, how can he get his hands on it?!

At the thought of this, Lear's breathing immediately became rapid, and he glanced back to meet the old man's fierce gaze.

The one-armed old man was none other than old Dawson, who was now carrying a sword and shield and a short staff in his hand, all of which were his trophies.

"Let's go!" Dawson scolded him fiercely and kicked Lear in the ass, causing him to stagger several meters.

"Lear, don't resist, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of running out of fire......wood," came a loud explanation from behind, and it was Lear's accomplice, the warrior Ruhr, who spoke.

Old Dawson turned his head angrily and waved his staff to smash it, and Ruel subconsciously squatted down with his head in his hands. In terms of being beaten, his bad sin just now was much worse than Lear's.

It's no wonder that old Dawson was ruthless, when he heard that someone was ambushed on the way to beat his own young master, he went berserk at that time! The beating of captives is inhumane, but who can justify it? Who said to hit whom!

Don't say it, there are really stunned young people who want to reason.

"Mr. Thief, such a brutal beating of a captives is neither in accordance with the laws of war nor in the spirit of an adventurer, and your behavior is ......," Lear persuaded bitterly, and in his mind, he thought that his words were polite and courteous, and he could stand up from any angle, and if nothing else, you would have to pay for the medical expenses, right?

But before he finished speaking, he felt that it was dark in front of him, and the sky was spinning, and he fell to the ground on his back again.

Old Dawson didn't spare his hand this time, pressed his knee against Lear's heart, raised his fist and hit him in the face is a few punches!

Bang Bang Bang!

"Lear!" Ruhl exclaimed in surprise from behind, holding out his hand for help, but did not dare to approach.

After a few punches, Dawson shook off his aching hand, stood up contentedly and looked into the distance, where a familiar carriage was approaching on the horizon.

"It's finally here!" Old Dawson turned his anger to joy.

Lear got up in a daze, only to see that his eyes were now as blue as a panda, and a pair of fangs were all broken, and the location of the crack was exactly the same, quite symmetrical......